I decided to go in a different direction today, and somehow walked out of my house looking like a California surfer girl.
Originally today was gonna be a “Chewie” kind of day. And instead I had a conversation about how I usually dress like Han Solo.
Someone else commented on how weird it was to see me in something so bright and loose.
I feel really strange about the week I am planning. I’m gonna spend the weekend doing laundry and some school work. And probably laying out in the sun for at least a little while. And next week is gonna be a weird trying to get things done while completely uninterested in doing anything productive.
And that’s that.